God's work is planned
I stand here with a man that talked to me so candidly more than I choose
My lips once rouged
I feel again the blues of longing ever longing, to be confused
He wrote me a letter saying he would love me better
Then my poor sons begetter the rules
Spoke of love like hunger
He at once was younger, ever younger in my hunger for a muse
Finest man that I've seen
Ever since my eyes have been
But his honesty did gleam me blind
Keep those thoughts from sight
Follow me into the night and you can call on me when you need the light
You know what I need
Why won't you give me?
Must I fall down at your feet and plead?
Don't you be scared of me
I'm nothing but the beast and I'll call on you when I need to feast
I stand here with a man that talked to me so candidly more than I choose
My lips once rouged
I feel again the blues of longing ever longing, to be confused
He wrote me a letter saying he would love me better
Then my poor sons begetter the rules
Spoke of love like hunger
He at once was younger, ever younger in my hunger for a muse
Finest man that I've seen
Ever since my eyes have been
But his honesty did gleam me blind
Keep those thoughts from sight
Follow me into the night and you can call on me when you need the light
You know what I need
Why won't you give me?
Must I fall down at your feet and plead?
Don't you be scared of me
I'm nothing but the beast and I'll call on you when I need to feast